A sugary sweet confection
Tantalizing tempting an object of affection
Alas restraint, gives way to passion
A wonderful if sinful obsession

A Special kiss covered in red, oh the power
Its smell as fragrant as any flower
Pulls on the senses anew
Shining like a rose, glistening in the morning dew

My fingers tremble in anticipation
Slowly stripping the red exterior, its protection
The sweet smell overpowering, as the divinity
Melting slowly as my fingers examine its elegant simplicity

Slowly the delicacy approaches my lips
Grazing briefly, a succulent reminder left on my fingertips
Chewing slowly to enjoy the taste
Sucking each finger tip, nothing left to waste

Savoring the rush of flavor
Adorning my tongue, a sweet savior
Slowly the taste fades as the kiss dissolves
A lingering image of sensual resolve

Flushing an orgasmic pleasure
A seismic treasure
Settles the intensity
Hiding for an instance, life’s mundane propensity.

08/18/2004